Issue:
Spring 2017
‘I was searching for a fool when I found you.’
Need inspiration for your insults? There’s always “Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood.” Or, more to the point: “Thou art like a toad: ugly and venomous.” Talking about someone behind their back? “The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.” Associate Professor of Theatre and Dance Andrew…Read more